The north wind howled as goose-feather snow swept across the sky.
At the end of December, Snakehead Town welcomed its first snowfall since the onset of winter. Within just a few hours, heaven and earth had changed color.
At Little Duke Farm, the wheat seedlings were buried beneath the heavy snow.
Yet Duke still insisted on wearing his hooded cloak. Amid the swirling snow, he slowly circled the entire farm, casting Breath Resonance on the wheat seedlings. This accelerated their absorption of spirituality and their condensation of the power of nature, allowing them to grow toward a higher quality.
"Chirp!"
Little Dou poked his head out of the cloak's hood, filled with curiosity at the vast expanse of white snow before him.
Duke found the walk a little boring. He had not personally used the Rainfall Breathing Technique in a long time. So he rubbed the Puppet Core Ring on the middle finger of his left hand and instantly felt like a rich man who had bought a sports car at a young age.
However, the Six-Legged Spirit Puppet · Can consumed far too much spiritual energy, while the 1st Ring Spirit Storage Card charged too inefficiently. As a result, he still had not managed to fill the 3rd Ring Spirit Storage Card even halfway.
I have to hold back. I need to fill the 3rd Ring Spirit Storage Card first. I can't keep giving in to the urge to take Can out for a spin.
He warned himself inwardly.
Then he took an exquisite pocket watch from his robes. With a ding and dong, the cover sprang open. He glanced at the time on the dial. "Nine fifteen in the morning."
Click.
He closed the cover and slipped it back into his coat pocket.
This was a Wind Dew